Celebrating Every Memory Poem by Mark Heathcote

The dawn chorus outside
Celebrating every memory
Is transporting my stride
To open my heart - tarry
On, with new filled pride.

To wake up with such-full joy
I'd give my all to sing
But then my heart is coy.
The world's arrow's sting
Bitterness often does employ.

Loves a cherished gift
It'll encumber all our past
That'll infiltrate a shift
It's sometimes frozen, lambaste
Liken singing and to grift.

And-not-be weakened
But birds break a new dawn
Each is my newfound friend
Their songs predate predawn
Their songs, heavenly ascend.